Starin over that strech   into the horizon   with my eyes and ears closed   sealed with a clear coat   i'm at a loss for words,   but i know a lot of words for loss   i got a whole lotta excuses   to curse and stomp   fuck you very much and kiss me goodbye   because i'm leaving on the next high   ain't no sex allowed   now all crowd around ma   and show me what you found   he got the truth   and she got the groove   and they raped the youth   and he's got the proof      now, nobody move   nobody gets nowhere   progress halt and its all my fault   and i dont care   here i am    behold this pale whore   kinda sore throat bloke on tour   thru the core repell   followin the chorus   indorced by the force   and honey i just wanna hug ur curves like a porsche.      go ahead throw them sore issues back on the fire   to feel the flame,   get me high   lose the blame    let me slide   tonight's the night   and crack me a low and brown   and touch my swollen crown   while i hold it down      yo, on the level of actually she found me flacid.   skiped class to be fashionally absent   got me thinking   caught me drinkin   tossed my ink across the loos leaf like   watch me sink into the mind state    of how imma wait to find fate   let the pupils dialate   fly high like the crime rate   mosiquito bate, baby keep me up to date   who you love today   give me a pound and im on my way      now im at it that imaginary line thats on the floor   what do you mean we should stay in touch   what for   not exactly sure   but i agree with your motive   the posion took over    'cause the dose was sugar coated   the world is full of people    who want nothing short of perfect   and yet they settle for less   blinded by their quest for purpose      first hit,   i knew it was for me   it made me think   her i sink now   now i dont remember why i drink      i gotta pay the phone bills   scrape off the road kill   hold still    here's another girl acting like king of the mole hill      yo, step with stride   i got this friend named PRIDE   and imma hide him in my pocket   till the day that i die   and i got this pet peeve   that i only let out to eat   poked holes in the top of the jar so he can breath   and when he's old enough   imma set him free and let him breed   teach his kids how to build bombs and shoot speed   true indeed   im all about the lines around the block   good times   hip hop   and making rhymes about my cock      so fuck the work   fuck love   fuck man and you   i hope you drown    face down    in your dandruff shampoo      thank you for making me    creating me    sedating me    taking me    appreciating me   embracing me   abrasivley tasting me   and waiting patiently   i promise to pay you back on the day we're free      i wanna thank you for hatin me   frustratin me   escaping me   stickin that steak in me   and blatenley breaking me   erasing me   defacing me   and replacing me   i promise to pay you back on the day we're free      she aint happy when i am around    she's mad when im gone   so imma drink this pint of whiskey and go pass out on her lawn   and when she leaves to go to work   she'll find me in my superstar   my day off with an angel   wreck her morning    with a loser      i'm true to the game   don't know the rules to the game   ruin my shoes   stomp into all the puddles and pools in my brain   i could remove my heart    shave my legs   but no matter how soft i walk    i still manage to break the eggs         i wanna thank you for making me    creating me    sedating me    taking me    appreciating me   and embracing me   abrasivley tasting me   and waiting patiently   i promise to pay you back on the day we're free      yo, i wanna thank you for hatin me   frustratin me   escaping me   stickin that steak in me   and blatenley breaking me   erasing me   defacing me   replacing me   i promise to pay you back on the day we're free         [[ let me clear my throat,    kick it over here baby pop   and let all the fly skimmas feel the beat.   umm drooop.]]      Boom.      its the way she moves that broom that's got me consumed   and it aint got nothing to do   with the sleeping    it's the look on her face   thats got me displaced   plus the fact that she's prolly got no clue that im peepin   she's deep into routine   cleanin off the sidewalk infront of the shop she works   1:15 am   me,   parked in the car   in the street   maybe 30 feet from the spot she sweeps   emotion taken   who is this human   and why she chewin' my attention   the action, unaware, innocent, purely accident   and whom I askin this?   I'm alone, in the passenger seat of this [this part is bleeped out]   awaitin' my companion, but damn man, she's got me distracted   and it's not just the fact that she's attractive   it's the whole kit-n-kabootle   from the look on her face, to her taste in shoes, to the way she moves   it inspires me to sit and doodle, so   while I write   she wipes down the tagged up picnic tables outside of the [bleeped out]   it's missin not a spot   and here I sit again, with a pen   and a desire to be entirely lost in a world of them ..      (spoken) "what do you mean you just wanna be friends.."